Chapter 788: Chapter 788

He brutally tore their bodies apart, and countless blood rain fell to the ground.

Having dealt with them, Zhang Xiaohao tapped his foot and charged towards the remaining members of the Qin Family.

"All of you, die!" Zhang Xiaohao huffed coldly.

He forcefully grabbed out with both palms, and violent Divine Power exploded from his palms.

He slaughtered those Qin Family members who rushed towards him.

Zhang Xiaohao calmly withdrew his hands and looked indifferently at Qin Buhui and about a dozen others as he walked towards them, full of killing intent.

"Zhang Xiaohao, you’ve got some nerve to kill members of my Qin Family. I swear! I will make you suffer a thousand deaths!" Qin Buhui said fiercely.

"Are you worthy?" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

With a sway of his body, bringing a gust of wind, he charged forward.

"Dare to touch my people, I will make you pay back tenfold, a hundredfold!" Zhang Xiaohao said.

He slapped out with both palms, aiming to kill the remaining group of elders of the Qin Family.

"Hmph! Ant-like fellows, also daring to be presmptuous in front of us, courting death!" a group of Qin Family elders snorted coldly.

Over a dozen of them suddenly sprang into action.

A massive aura erupted from their bodies, and the oppressive might of a dozen Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm focused down on Zhang Xiaohao.

"I was wondering why you were so arrogant! Turns out you’re all Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm trash!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

His palms continued without diminished force, bringing a violent gust of wind, and he struck the heads of two Qin Family elders.

In the blink of an eye, he blasted them into pieces.

He bounced off the ground with one foot, performing a sweeping move.

An explosive force kicked out from his foot, ferociously meeting the blades these old fellows had hurled at him.

He directly kicked their weapons apart, his right foot bringing a powerful wind, striking their heads.

A series of heads bursting sounds rang out, and with just one blow, in front of the furiously enraged Zhang Xiaohao, these dozen elders of the Qin Family became headless corpses falling to the ground.

"It’s your turn!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.

He walked calmly towards Qin Buhui.

"Hmph! Zhang Xiaohao, I admit you have some skills, but to think you can kill me with that, it’s simply the delusion of a fool!" Qin Buhui said with a gloomy face.

"Is that so? Whether it’s a fool’s delusion, you will know very soon." Zhang Xiaohao said mercilessly.

"Hmph! I didn’t want to use this treasure, but since you are so eager to die, even at the cost of damaging this treasure, I must kill you!" Qin Buhui said with a fierce expression.

"You won’t have that chance!" Zhang Xiaohao said with a cold look in his eyes.

His figure flashed, and he rushed directly to Qin Buhui’s side.

His right fist shone with golden brilliance, a massive Great Emperor’s Illusion flickered into his arm, carrying a domineering force that suppressed ancient and modern times, and he struck towards Qin Buhui.

Just as Zhang Xiaohao’s fist was about to strike Qin Buhui.

Qin Buhui finally reacted; he had not expected Zhang Xiaohao to start killing without a word.

At the critical moment.

A fierce look flashed in Qin Buhui’s eyes, and he quickly grabbed a flamboyant woman beside him.

His left palm struck like lightning on her back, thrusting her towards Zhang Xiaohao.

He himself used the recoil to retreat rapidly backwards.

"Old Dog! How shameless of you to use your own people as cannon fodder." Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Don’t kill me!" the enchanting woman called out urgently.

"Humph! You were the one giving him advice just now, weren’t you?" Zhang Xiaohao narrowed his eyes and said.

With a press of his fist, he struck the enchanting woman’s right shoulder.

The immense force directly collapsed half of her body, but the enchanting woman didn’t die; she still had a breath left in her.

"How dare you lay a hand on my family! I’ll let you taste the agony of life and death!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

He grabbed her body with both hands and violently tore it apart.

In the horror of her eyes.

He directly tore her body in two, disposing of her, Zhang Xiaohao casually threw the two halves of her corpse onto the ground.

His eyes cold, he looked at Qin Buhui.

"Hundred Ghosts Roar!" Qin Buhui roared lowly.

His hands clutched a black millstone, small as an adult’s palm, carved with mysterious and intricate patterns, from which a dark, bloodthirsty aura emanated.

As his voice fell, a black barrier directly enveloped Zhang Xiaohao.

At the same time, chilling winds arose, sending out sharp, desolate roars.

With a swirl of black luster, over a hundred fierce ghosts flew out from the millstone and charged into the black barrier.

The immense presence of the Early Stage of Void Transformation Realm burst from these hundred ghosts.

Terrible cold winds wrapped around, and the ghosts’ chilling, terrifying eyes stared intently at Zhang Xiaohao, as if looking at a supremely delicious feast.

"I wondered where you got the guts, it seems you rely on these hundreds of small ghosts for help!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered.

"Humph! Small ghosts? Ridiculous! These are fierce ghosts, each possessing centuries of cultivation, all having died violent deaths. Even if you have immense skills, you’ll only meet your doom under the siege of these hundred ghosts!" Qin Buhui said triumphantly.

With a gesture of his hands, he roared lowly, "Kill!"

As his voice fell, the hundred ghosts all sprang into action.

Bloody palms reached out, ghostly winds rolled back, rushing toward Zhang Xiaohao’s head to grab him.

Some even opened wide their bloody maws, aiming to devour Zhang Xiaohao’s flesh.

If a common person were faced with this scene, they wouldn’t talk about fighting; they would probably faint from fear at first glance.

But Zhang Xiaohao is no ordinary person; he has seen bigger spectacles and doesn’t take them lightly.

"Forgot to tell you, I’m actually a Xuan Master!" Zhang Xiaohao said indifferently.

"Humph! Xuan Master? Do you think I, Qin, am a three-year-old child? Can’t even tell whether you’re a Xuan Master or a Martial Artist? Moreover, Xuan Masters are revered; do you think they are as common as cabbages? That they could just randomly be brought out by throwing a brick?" Qin Buhui sneered.

"Heh." Zhang Xiaohao smiled coldly.

He bit his forefinger, squeezed out three drops of blood, and employed the Three Pure Daoist Skill; his hand movements changing rapidly.

His gaze hardened, quickly imprinting a mysterious and complex pattern on the palms of both hands.

"Palm Thunder!" Zhang Xiaohao roared.

He violently thrust both palms forward; silver-white lightning burst forth from his palms, striking the group of rushing ghosts.

Wails... ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹~𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮~𝚗𝚎𝚝

Spine-chilling screams erupted from these ghosts.

"Humph! A bunch of small ghosts daring to wield a big knife in front of Guan Gong, tonight! I will scatter your souls and shatter your spirits, you will never reincarnate!" Zhang Xiaohao declared coldly.